Whoever Wishes To Keep A Secret Must

Some Of Our Weaknesses Are Born In Us, Others Are The Result Of Education; It Is A Question Which Of The Two Gives Us Most Trouble.

The Brilliant Passes, Like The Dew At Morn; The True Endures, For Ages Yet Unborn.

I Have Learned Much From Disease Which Life Could Have Never Taught Me Anywhere Else.

Blood Is A Juice Of Rarest Quality. [ger., Blut Ist Ein Ganz Beondrer Saft.]

And Those Whom Once My Song Had Cheered And Gladdened, If Still They Live, Rove Through The World Now Saddened.